A palm-sized wooden fish floats quietly above, shining with golden light, exuding the unique charm of Buddhism, like an old monk who has been in seclusion for many years, breaking out of the wall.
Wuxu held his palms up to the sky. Although he was exhausted physically and mentally, he felt joyful in his heart when he felt the slightly cheerful divine thoughts of the Sanskrit Wooden Fish True Spirit. This divine thought was conveyed to Wuxu alone as his personal assistant.
The person who returned to the throne has complex meanings, not only what he has seen and heard for hundreds of years, but also recorded some of the most basic methods of using the Sanskrit Wooden Fish.
Before Wuxu could take a closer look, a huge pulling force suddenly came from behind. Wuxu's mandala world couldn't help but appear and was shaken. But it turned out to be the Great Lama Eni and others.
People, jointly cast the Mandala Sea of Buddhas/Dharma Realm, to forcibly merge with the Wuxu Dharma Realm. The integration of the Mandala Dharma Realm requires the permission of the master of the Dharma Realm; but previously, **
**The Great Lama Eni and others have continuously provided vast spiritual power to help realize that when the spirit of the Sanskrit Wooden Fish returned to its place, they had already secretly planted spiritual guidance. At this moment, the Sanskrit Wooden Fish has just been born and manifested,***
*The Great Lama Erni and others all sacrificed themselves to the Dharma Realm to integrate Wuxu and the Dharma Realm. However, they attempted to refine the Sanskrit Wooden Fish based on the connection between Wuxu and the spirit of the Sanskrit Wooden Fish.
How can we let them get what they want?! This is the unanimous thought of everyone.
Another wave of majestic spiritual power, overwhelming like a mountain, with Wuxu as the center, poured out and crushed them. Just like before, they all treated Wuxu as a battlefield.
What a deception! Those spiritual powers, both inside and outside the body, were like sharp winds and sharp blades, without a trace of gentleness. Wuxu gritted his teeth and guided these spiritual powers to the Sanskrit Wooden Fish as much as possible. Then he saw the Sanskrit Wooden Fish,
It instantly grew bigger, flew to Wuxu's head, and slowly spun.
The Sanskrit Wooden Fish spun faster and faster, and became brighter and brighter. Finally, above Wuxu's head, an area the size of an acre was filled with golden light, and the crisp sound of the wooden fish sounded from the golden light from time to time. This rotating golden light was like golden
The whirlpool, the spiritual energy coming from all directions, regardless of good or evil, black or white, was sucked in like a mud cow entering the sea.
Those present were all True Spirit monks, and after a moment, they all stopped.
When the monks stopped their hands, the Sanskrit Wooden Fish suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared into the Lotus Dharma Peak. The entire Lotus Dharma Peak shook, as if something broke out of the body! The Buddha's light and the Sanskrit Yin appeared everywhere, becoming more pure and thick.
The Buddha's breath rises everywhere, becoming canopy clouds and incense smoke.
The ghost dragons on Rakshasa Peak retreated first. Then, the non-Lianfa Peak Buddhist monks all flew out of Lianfa Peak.
Wuxu also took the opportunity to hide and go away.·
Fanyin Wooden Fish was born, and Lotus Law Peak truly opened. This incident has come to an end for the time being. Of course, ripples of this matter have been circulating in the Six Peaks and the Sea of Clouds for a long time. There are many discussions and opinions. Someone with good intentions will make a rough statistics. Here
In the incident, nearly a hundred monks were injured and more than fifty people were killed in the sea of clouds. After the incident, dozens of auspicious signs and even magic weapons were born on Lushan Lotus Peak, and the intensity of spiritual energy increased by one-third.
First, the entire mountain peak has become more mysterious and majestic, making it more difficult for ordinary monks to approach. Moreover, according to legend, Lushan Lianfa Peak can control the Sanskrit Wooden Fish and attack at will from a distance. The two real monks who came from the Star Viewing Sect in the Outer World that day, Li Bingcheng
, Liang Xiaoru seemed to have been killed by Wuxu using the Sanskrit Wooden Fish to rain down three Buddhist golden lights, and not even a scrap was left. Also unlucky was Lu Yeqing from Rakshasa Peak.
The so-called "rough statistics" in the front are just a few words, but the "according to legend" in the back is vivid and vivid. Wuxu wandered in the sea of clouds for several days and passed through many places. There were people in every place spreading these rumors.
Each of them spoke categorically, as if they were there and witnessed it with their own eyes, saying that Wuxu coveted the Buddhist relics in the outer heaven of that day and followed him secretly.
When the people in the demonic path couldn't help but take action first, they stayed on the sidelines and watched. When both the people from the Prisoner Demon Peak and the Guanxing Sect were hurt, they secretly sacrificed the Mandala Dharma Realm. Lu Yeqing from Rakshasa Peak happened to be passing by, and he was also attacked by Wuxu.
Poisonous Hand, Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru were trapped by the Mandala Dharma Realm, and then driven by Wuxu, the Sanskrit Wooden Fish, dropped golden light and killed them all.
Who is arranging himself like this?! What a poisonous intention! On that day, he guided the spiritual power of many Buddhist true spirits to practice, and continuously instilled it into the Sanskrit Wooden Fish, in order to help its true spirit return to its place and manifest in
In this world, there are indeed three rays of golden light, from the Sanskrit sound
Among the wooden fish, it rises and soars into the sky. But these three golden lights are inspired by the true spirit of the Sanskrit Wooden Fish itself. It must be that the spiritual power is injected too hard, or it is to eliminate the catastrophe before birth. How can it be involved?
On his own head? Furthermore, between himself and Li Bingcheng
After the two exchanged Buddhist relics, they heard the urgent message from Master Yuanfa and left early. How did they sacrifice the Mandala Dharma Realm, trap three real monks with advanced cultivation, and then come from thousands of miles away?
Lotus Dharma Peak attracts the golden light of Buddhism?
I know that almost all the true spirit monks in Mount Lu are watching from Lianfa Peak to help the true spirit of Fanyin Muyu return to its place. How could it be possible that he is still somewhere in the sea of clouds?... With so many flaws, the person behind this rumor is
What about the IQ? What about the IQ of these people spreading rumors?
Wuxu sat in a teahouse, listening to everyone's discussions, and sneered in his heart.
At this time, suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded outside the teahouse, and a graceful figure flew in slantingly like a willow in the breeze. The arms and even thighs, which were like mutton fat, were thin, thin, and extremely light in the black
Under the silk, it is faintly visible. But in the beautiful spring scenery, almost no one dares to look up. Because who knows about the Immortal Envoy of Prisoner of Demon Peak, Yang Yingrong, and how many people dare to look at it?
What a Yang Yingrong! On that day, she was the most active in the attack on Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru. Maybe she was the one who came up with the rumor to frame the blame afterwards! Wuxu was about to get up and step forward.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yingrong's eyes turned, her slender waist swayed slightly, and she silently floated to a demon cultivator. This demon cultivator had two horns on his head and hair like thorns all over his body. If you count them carefully, there are seven more on his exposed abdomen.
Seventy-nine abdominal muscles, looks very strong.
Wuxu realized that this demon cultivator was the same person who had previously kept his feet on the ground, spitting everywhere, bragging to the surroundings about how he planned to kill the people of the Star Watching Sect and Rakshasa Peak.
"It was you just now who was here to confuse the public with your lies. What did you say about Master Wuxu, who is sinister, despicable, shameless, seeking wealth and murder?" Yang Yingrong twisted her orchid fingers in her hand, exhaled like a orchid, and whispered softly.
Wuxu couldn't help but feel angry. Did the demon cultivator just say these eight words, "sinister, despicable, vulgar and shameless"? This was really pointing at the bald man and scolding the monk!
The demon cultivator with a majestic physique did not know whether he was a wolf or a tiger, but at this moment he was indeed a cat. He stood there with his head hanging down and his waist soft, and he replied in a trembling voice,
"Don't blame the immortal for your little nonsense."
Yang Yingrong, after hearing this, turned around and faced Wuxu with a half-smile but not a smile, "Practice people must remember not to lie, let alone make trouble out of nothing. What you said today is nothing to me, it is just a slight reprimand; if
If my sister Zhao hears this, you will have to be skinned even if you die."
The demon cultivator suddenly felt dizzy and said yes repeatedly, then rolled and crawled out of the teahouse. The rest of the people, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, also hurriedly left.
In the teahouse, only Yang Yingrong and Wuxu were left looking at each other strangely. After a moment, Yang Yingrong suddenly smiled brightly, raised her hands and sleeves, twisted her waist and flew upside down, landing on a long and wide wooden bench, which she used as a bed.
He held his head with one hand, his jade body lying horizontally, and he stared at Wuxu intently.
Wuxu·, smiled, and recited casually, "It is said in the "Mandala Great Joy Sutra" that pink is not a skeleton, and a vacuum hides wonderful things. It's a pity that the young monk is stupid and only knows that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Otherwise, he could have done a good job.
Let’s learn from Donor Yang’s Heavenly Demon Beauty Skill!” Having said that, he had already sacrificed the mandala Dharma Realm, and the Vajra Secret Cause of Life and Death Buddha beads in his hand also became empty.
Yang Yingrong stopped laughing and looked at Wuxu sadly, "What's the grudge? You treat me like this. You become murderous as soon as we meet, and you have to fight with swords after just a few words?"
Wuxu sneered and said nothing. This witch, Zhao Tong, was probably introduced to the path of magic by her. Several times they met, they were full of strange auras and hidden murderous intentions. The rumors circulating this time may have been spread by her. Don't look at her.
Just now he scolded the demon cultivator hypocritically and sarcastically.
The Mandala Dharma Realm fills the teahouse, and the Vajra Secret Causes of Life and Death Buddha beads are surging like stars. Yang Yingrong's figure is faint, both real and illusory, and all the appearances are complete. The Buddha is placed in an endless distance, but also seems to be right in front of Wuxu's eyes.
Even if it is the shadow of the devil in the Great Freedom Palace, in my Dharma Realm, under the Buddha beads, how can it come and go freely, and the beautiful shadow swims leisurely!? Wuxu stood among the lotus flowers, his hands slowly formed seals, and a trace of spiritual power was in his belly
The stagnation rises from the navel chakra, follows the central channel, passes through the heart chakra, and reaches the throat chakra. It is precisely to chant the mantra with * * * *.
On the far opposite side, Yang Yingrong spoke first. Her fragrant and ethereal figure appeared, disillusioned, and circulated in all directions. Each figure emitted different notes at the same time, either joyful or sad, soft or sonorous, or evocative.
Soul-shattering, or desolate and lonely..
These kinds of sounds, combined together, form a passionate and resentful poem:
The devil is by my side, flying to the sky is the joy in my heart.
We are still in love together in the peak, but we hope that there will be more spring scenery in the world.
In the teahouse here, in the mandala realm of Wuxu, there are ups and downs, floating, and melodious!
Wuxu immediately took a step back, with a look of surprise on his face, and looked at the demonic shadows in the sky opposite him with great solemnity. This poem was from when he first went to the Demonic Peak, and he and Zhao Tong were clasping hands and snuggling in the dark clouds.
After the romance, how could Yang Yingrong know about this impromptu act?
Suddenly, Wuxu's expression changed again, and he took a few steps back. The Dharma Realm shook, and a Vajra Secret Cause of Life and Death Buddha beads also hung down on his wrist. Wuxu's expression suddenly became a bit ferocious, with a hint of fear, and he was stubborn
Staring at Yang Yingrong who was lying on the wooden bench opposite.
Yang Yingrong, her face was gray but with a hint of flushing, she raised her head slightly and looked at Wuxu resentfully.
"It's you? No! Impossible!" Wuxu said one word after another. The spiritual power that had just surged to the throat chakra floated out from his lips and turned into clouds and fog, wind and rain. Wuxu's face
, suddenly became unreal in Yang Yingrong’s eyes.
Phew! A mouthful of dirty blood spurted out from Yang Yingrong's lips. It carried a fishy smell and floated into the air. It merged with the layer of clouds, fog, wind and rain that separated the two of them, and became entangled together.
"I bit you that day, and now I have repaid you." Yang Yingrong suddenly changed her mouth and spurted blood, and said to Wuxu with a half-smile.
Wuxu, after hearing these words, it was like five thunders struck his head! That day, when he first went to the Prisoner Demon Peak, he was worried about Zhao Tong. Could it be that he was really in a trance and was seduced by the illusion of the witch, mistaking him for Zhao Tong, and then did what he did?
Why did Yang Yingrong not only know the four lines of the poem, but also say it so hard that it hurt her heart?
Wuxu suddenly thought again that the pearl was crushed by him that day, without a trace of Buddha's breath. He had also become suspicious and asked loudly at Zhao Tong's retreating back... and how Zhao Tong avoided him after that day.
Unexpectedly... my heart was full of emotions, and when it came to my mouth, it was already bitter.
"You witch!" Wuxu suddenly roared and flew towards Yang Yingrong, raising one palm high and making the beads on his wrist rustle.
Yang Yingrong lowered her head, coughing up blood, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, her breath was weak, and she seemed to have aged dozens of years.
Wuxu, with one palm like a sword, emitted a dazzling golden light above Yang Yingrong's head, but it was finally suppressed. Wuxu lowered his hand feebly, staggered, and took a few steps back in panic.
After a moment, Wuxu stabilized his mind and said in a deep voice, "Let's go." After a pause, he said with a slightly frustrated tone, "I won't tell lies in front of a real person. Your injury was not caused by me, and you don't need to be there."
Pretending to be pitiful in front of me."
Just now, Wuxu took action. Although some of his spiritual power hit Yang Yingrong, it was impossible to make her cough up blood like this. It was probably because they attacked and killed Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru that they were seriously injured. Wuxu secretly thought in his heart
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Giggle. Yang Yingrong suddenly raised her head and sneered vaguely at Wuxu, who had a cold face.
"I, do you need to pretend to be pitiful in front of you? Just beat me to death with one palm. Anyway, I have already fallen into the golden light of your Buddhist sect!"
Wuxu frowned, looked at the crazy Yang Yingrong in front of him, remained silent for a moment, said, "Unreasonable!" and then left.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yingrong was flying in front of her like a ghost, her hair disheveled, her face pale, her mouth stained with blood, her eyes staring straight at Wuxu, seemingly empty, and as if she was about to burst out into flames at any moment.
"What do you want!" Wuxu's scalp was swollen and he was about to go crazy. He lowered his voice, gritted his teeth, and asked fiercely!
"My life is not long. Send me down to Lushan Mountain. I will die on the snowy mountain!" Yang Yingrong also lowered her voice, but her tone was very hysterical. She glared at Wuxu fiercely, like a shrew.
"Or, you can beat me to death with one slap!"
"I would rather die in the hands of you guys than fall into the hands of Zhao Tong and Xuan Jizi!"
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Wu Xu silently recited the "Prajna Mito Heart Sutra" in his heart, put his palms together, and allowed Yang Yingrong to cry and fuss, and her figure gradually faded into the mandala world.
Yang Yingrong looked at the empty teahouse and was silent for a moment. She raised her head and another high blood arrow spurted out, and her body fell straight down.
Countless plum blossoms are falling, and a black gauze covers the ground.
In the void, a Buddha's chant sounded, and Wuxu left and came back again, walking out with a complicated expression.
It can be said
When you are on the battlefield, your heart feels like a prison, and the rumors are no match for the witch's words.
At first the light and shadow lingered, but after reciting the love poem, the blood was like rain.